One of my aunts died unexpectedly over the weekend. She was in her 60's ( I don't know her age for sure, how sad is that? ) She's my dad's oldest sister, and was something like 14 when he was born, but again I don't know the age difference for sure. I do know she was quite a bit older, and as a result, he felt like he never knew her that well.
My most vivid memories of her are from some 15 years ago, and 20 years ago. Both involve her and my Grammy (her mother) fighting. They fought a lot, but I always got the idea it was misdirected love. They didn't know how to love each other, and were so much alike, it came out in a lot of negativity.
Her memorial will be this Friday; Mr. Random and I will not be able to go. And my dad has suggested it's better I not in my "delicate condition." Mostly I feel sad that I never made more effort to get to know her.